My birthday was at the end of October, and as a gift to myself this year I bought a real bookcase. I'm completely smitten with it. Glass doors! Swoon!
Since I moved to this apartment over three years ago I've kept my books in a charming but non-practical stacking system that would fall on top of my every time I tried to get a book from it. On a trip out of Portland recently I happened to come across a place selling antique furniture with some character, at actually reasonable prices, and problem solved! As long as I don't buy any more books...
It was so nice going though all my books, dusting them off and putting them in their new home.